Francis Quarles Quotes

A Divine Rapture

E'EN like two little bank-dividing brooks, That wash the pebbles with their wanton streams, And having ranged and search'd a thousand nooks, Meet both at length in silver-breasted Thames, Where in a greater current they conjoin: So I my Best-beloved's am; so He is mine.

E'en so we met; and after long pursuit, E'en so we joined; we both became entire;